Ruins of Atero Nui

A grotesque abomination slithers, hunting down any wild-life found, or matoran. It quickly absorbs them, assimilating them into the gestalt mass that they are.

There is nothing here for miles upon miles. 

OOC: And what is this thing?

Rahkshi scouts notice this while going over the city and place it in stasis.

Rahkshi are teleported back before they can be assimilated as they never moved close too close to Fleshsinger.

Rahkshi of Weather Control sit on the high EP modified places and make the weather around Fleshsinger become acid rain.

Insert Tardis Noises
A colossal fortress - The Toa Fortress - flickers into existence in the center of the ruins. The gates creak open, and the toa that look out gasp in shock.

A portal spits out a Vahki.

OOC: Can't make eye-contact with something that doesn't have eyes.

And she eats any rahkshi she comes by. Now stop trying to interfere with every little thing, just because I put Edna through the FAC.

OOC: It's my specialty.

IC: Blop. Blop. She shapeshifts, just enough before the slow is thrown, to go into her typical, humanoid form. While her body is practically frozen, her mind remains keen as ever. She pours through the droves of information she has, before coming across a curious thing.

Bleek. Bleek. She teleports, like a Fader Bull, out of the Slow zone. She resumes walking as normal, but instead of walking away, she walks towards the Rahkshi, her blank, literal face-less face cold and unyielding.

OOC: Now before the fuss is raised, she ate a Fader Bull a while ago.